Imperial Crown

"Sir, you are violating the ancestral system!" Old Gordon, who always obeyed Raven, got angry for the first time: "It's a sin to give these untouchables the silver coins!"

Raven smiled and comforted: "Okay, Mr. Gordon, calm down, it's not too much money. If it weren't for them, we might not be able to sit in the Eagle Castle for a meeting now."

Old Gordon wanted to argue: "But sir, this is really unprecedented. If you do this, all the nobles will..."

"Just listen to me." Raven interrupted Old Gordon forcefully: "For those who died in the battle, each will be given 50 silver coins; for those who are seriously injured and disabled, each will be given 20 silver coins; for those who survive, each will be given 5 silver coins!"

"I will follow your orders, sir..." Old Gordon pushed the monocle and reluctantly accepted Raven's request.

Not only the Keynes Empire, but all human countries on the entire Middles Continent will not treat serf soldiers as human beings.

If you die, you die, and you will be compensated? What a joke, this is not something that serfs can enjoy.

But Raven also had his own considerations.

His fiefdom was too small, and his subjects were too few, so he could only take the elite route and organize a group of troops whose loyalty and combat effectiveness were far higher than those of ordinary noble private soldiers, so as to be able to protect himself.

Moreover, for him, fifty silver coins were not a lot, and it was really worthwhile to use them to win people's hearts.

Money is not for the dead, but for the living.

"The next thing is the cost of rebuilding the castle." Old Gordon opened his notes and said, "The damage to the hall is not serious, but the carpet needs to be bought again, which costs about seven gold coins; in addition, there are the rooms of the maids and male servants on the first floor..."

Only Raven and Gordon spoke, but there were three people present, and the remaining Eric was sitting at the table, touching his waist and laughing foolishly.

The hand-and-a-half sword was no longer used. He now had two enchanted weapons hanging on his waist, an Anderson's mace and a Bailey's long sword, and he was still wearing the enchanted plate armor stripped from Anderson.

This set of clothes alone is worth nearly 800 gold coins on the market.

It’s better to follow Lord Raven. It’s only been two months, and the fighting power has greatly increased!

“Eric——”

Eric was startled by the slightly dissatisfied voice of old Gordon: “What’s the matter!?”

“My Lord is asking you, if you want to complete the equipment of all the private soldiers, how much money will it cost?” Gordon repeated helplessly.

Eric scratched his nose awkwardly: "The private soldiers suffered heavy losses in this battle, eleven were killed, three were seriously injured, and there are still twenty-two left."

"From those bandits, we seized a total of sixteen sets of ordinary chain mail, one set of enchanted chain mail, and one set of enchanted plate mail. Now the enchanted plate mail is on me, and the enchanted chain mail is for Lord Raven to use. The one I replaced can be given to Simon. In this way, there are still five sets of chain mail missing."

"But Lord Raven killed three blood-eyed war horses before. If the horse armor on them is handed over to the blacksmith shop, it only needs a few silver coins for processing fees, and it can be completely converted into five sets of chain mail that can be worn by people, and it can still be a bit rich."

Listening to Eric's description, Raven nodded slowly. Although this retainer is a bit honest, he is still very sensitive and insightful about everything related to the army.

"We also seized twelve ordinary war horses this time." Raven asked, "Do you think we can organize a cavalry team?"

"It's difficult, sir." Eric told the truth: "Unlike infantry, cavalry has much higher quality requirements. Whether it is riding or using weapons on horseback, it takes a long time to train."

"To be honest, sir, although I can ride a horse, fighting on horseback is not my specialty. Even if I have a mount, I am just a mounted infantryman."

Raven rubbed his nose awkwardly-because he couldn't even ride a horse.

There was no way around it. In the Middles continent, riding a horse is basically a privilege of the nobility. At least only the knights have this condition.

Horses don't just eat grass. Black beans and soybeans are essential. Highly nutritious crops, otherwise they can't run at all. They can eat more than twenty copper coins a day. The annual food expenses are at least sixty silver coins. Ordinary people can't afford it.

"Talents are rare..." Raven sighed again and included learning to ride a horse in his future plans.

Let alone fighting, if there is any danger, four legs are always faster than two legs.

Raven said: "Eric, you are responsible for transporting the vest to the town of Sheishing Gold to change it into chain mail that can be worn by humans. Dismissed!"

"Not yet!" Denise pushed the door open and walked in. She was wearing a simple blue dress today. The shoulder-length neckline clearly showed her curvy collarbone, with a clear attitude of a strong woman.

"Raven, when will you be able to equip this place with maids!?"

Although this bandit invasion ended with Raven's victory, Eagle Castle also suffered a considerable degree of loss. The original servants in the castle - the three maids recruited before, as well as the grooms and servants brought by Denise herself, all died in the hands of the bandits.

The captured bandit died. Although he told the fact that Weston betrayed Denise, neither Raven nor Denise would admit it.

Perhaps because she didn't want to face the reality, Denise fell into a strange state of excitement and developed a strong resistance to all men.

Even the carpet in her room was pulled out and burned by her because Simon stepped on it when he moved the body.

"Oh, don't be so excited, Aunt Denise." Raven said calmly: "The quality of the people in Eagle Town is not that high. If you want to find a suitable maid, I'm afraid you have to wait a few more days."

Denise sneered: "The quality of the maids in Eagle Town is not high, so where do you want them? Do you want me to spend money to hire someone from Monen City?"

Raven said: "Of course you don't need to spend money on this. There are servants in Shining Gold Town who can be used."

"Baron Raven, you won't forget what happened in Eagle Castle just now, right?" Denise smiled sarcastically: "More than a dozen servants died, how much money do you have to pay for someone to come?"

Raven asked back: "They are all my people, why should I spend money?"

"Now Shining Gold Town is still in the hands of Viscount John." Denise said: "Do you want to take Shining Gold Town back from him? ”

Raven nodded confidently: "Of course!"

Denise laughed: "Ha, this is really the funniest joke I heard this month. How can you take back the town of Shining Gold? Just rely on the twenty or so "elites" under your command? "

"Lord Baron, think twice." Eric said from a military perspective: "Viscount John has 300 elite [Snow Maple Legion] under his command; he also has 14 canonized knights, these people are at least first-level extraordinary. With the current combat power of the Eagle Territory, they will never be his opponents!"

Gordon also persuaded: "Lord Raven, according to the imperial decree, attacking the territory of other lords is a taboo, and it is very likely that the title will be stripped..."

Raven looked around the audience and said with a smile: "It seems that you all think I can't take back Shining Gold, right?"

Gordon and Eric lowered their heads and tacitly agreed to this.

Denise even mocked directly: "Judra promised you in public that she would return Eagle's Beak Mountain and Thousand Needles, but what happened? Where is the land?"

"The Wharton family is still just a baron, and now you say you want to take Goldshire from a viscount! Could it be that a small victory over the bandits has made you lose your mind, Baron?"

Raven had a confident smile on his face: "Don't worry about this, Aunt Denise."

He raised a finger:

"In a week, Viscount John will beg me to take back Goldshire!"

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